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Wrapped Up In Yours

My closet’s empty and so am I baby and it’s all because of you All I have left are memories, a few shirts and some jeans of blue Life’s cruel ‘cause in all this space there’s still an elephant in the room I know I’m all-alone but still feel the seductive touch of you I get up each morning feeling empty to the bone I should have showed my true love for you before you were gone Even my clothes are lonely now that we’re so far apart My shirts miss you wearing them so close to your beating heart Life was so simple then we’d dance all-night and when My lonely clothes were holdin’ on-to yours so tight again Always knowin’ they’ll just end up on the floor But truly happy ‘cause they’d be wrapped up in yours Yeh, wrapped up in yours Baby, I’m beggin’ that you please come back to me But when you packed and left you made it clear as you could be I’m just saying that my boots are awful lonely too And maybe yours are missin’ me the way mine are missin’ you I think we should listen to our clothes I think they’re the ones really in the know Life was so simple then we’d dance all-night and when My lonely clothes were holdin’ on-to yours so tight again Always knowin’ they’ll just end up on the floor But truly happy ‘cause they’d be wrapped up in yours Life was so simple then we’d dance all-night and when My lonely clothes were holdin’ on-to yours so tight again Always knowin’ they’ll just end up on the floor But truly happy ‘cause they’d be wrapped up in yours Yeh, wrapped up in yours Wrapped up in yours

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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